FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

*Sorry for the long delay! Having issues with sticking to the stories but this is finally finished and trying to get more into writing. *

Checking my phone, I notice it's 6 am instead of late in the afternoon, I felt somewhat refreshed waking up instead of feeling tired while sitting up. Oh yeah, I managed to sleep early for once in my life yesterday.

I stand up out of my bed and walk over to my wardrobe, opening it I see the pink coat and cyan scarf I was given the night before by Luke. Looking at the coat for a few seconds, I started to smile a little, remembering the night before when I had sat with Luke over near the lake.

As I pick the coat up in my arms, I remembered the moment we hugged at the end of the night before he went back home, blushing at the thought. I was still unsure of why he did it, but I really enjoyed being in his arms.

I take the scarf and coat with me and leave the bedroom, gently placing it over on my sofa and heading back into my kitchen before walking straight back out, again, remembering I didn't have any food. I should ask Luke later if I could go and buy myself food. I really hope he doesn't mind.

Well, for now, we're still going to watch a movie together. I never asked what we'd be watching tonight. I guess I'll probably find out when he gets here. I'm excited and incredibly nervous to see him again. Since I woke up early for once, I decided to text him to see if he had woken up yet. Picking up my phone, I start to message him.

"Hey, Luke. I woke up early for once. Just checking to see if you're up yet, I was wondering if I could maybe go out to buy things, not going to the burger joint again so I can buy normal things for the week. I haven't really had breakfast for a few days. I hope to hear from you soon!" I read it over a few times before deciding it would be good to text and I send it to him. I quickly put my phone down, anxiously waiting for a reply.

"Good morning, Sam! Don't worry about it, I'm always happy to talk to you. I woke up not that long ago anyway. The movie I picked for us to watch is just some generic horror movie I found online, nothing special. I still hope you enjoy it though! It's alright if you want to go and buy things. If you want, I can come with you, if that's fine with you."

A rush of relief goes through my body as I finish reading his text. I start to text him again.

"To be honest, it's just a little new for me to wake up this early. I might just head out to the shop for some food, if you want, you can meet me there. If that isn't an issue for you. Sorry if I'm asking too much."

In a matter of seconds, I get a text back.

"Oh, sure! I can meet you there. I'm just currently sat in my bedroom. I don't really do anything all day besides, maybe, go out to that lake we went to yesterday. I'll get dressed and start heading there now. See you there, Sam!"

Putting my phone in my coat pocket, I head towards the door of my apartment. For once in my life, I felt excited to leave for someone, but, at the same time, I was nervous, there never was a time where I wasn't nervous. What if he hated me over something? What if he didn't really want to see me and agreed to have something to do? I mean, he said he doesn't do much anyway.

I quickly tried to dismiss these thoughts, not with reason, just pushing them back into a deeper area of my mind. I wiped off my paws on my coat seeing as they had become damp out of anxiousness.

I placed my hands on the door handle and opened the door, ready for whatever awaited me today with my new friend.

Leaving my apartment, I start walking in the opposite direction from the burger joint towards the shop I was going to meet Luke at. My paws were cold in this weather, even with the fur, so I burrowed my paws into my coat pockets. My paw spike things blocking me from entirely fitting my paw in, it was enough for now, at least.

I could see my destination in the distance, only a short walk there and I'd be there. The path there was mostly empty, besides a few people passing by occasionally. It's not like I lived in the middle of nowhere, there were apartment buildings lining the side of the pavement I was on. On the other side of the road, there wasn't much. There were some restaurants, and maybe some small specific shops around.

Walking down the street towards the shop I wanted to enter, I was surprised by someone yelling my name from behind. I turn around, he's there- Luke is there. He waves happily towards me, I wave back. I feel the familiar feeling of my paws dampening even with the cold air surrounding us.

He walks over towards me; I quickly wipe my paws down my coat (which does not help at all) and nervously walk over to him too.

"Hey, Sam! How are you doing?" He said with that nice, trusting, and friendly smile he had.

"Hey, Luke! I-I'm doing pretty good." I say in return, a half-forced smile on my face. I was happy to see him again, but at the same time, I couldn't shake the common feeling I'd mess something up.

"That's great! I'm happy to hear that." Every time he spoke, I felt a little better inside. I'm not sure if it's just how friendly or how soft his voice is, I felt a little more comfortable in everything he said.

We walked together toward the shop, talking about how our day had been so far. Not much had happened, of course, since it was the beginning of the day. He told me about the movie he'd bought. It was nothing special, some generic horror movie. I didn't care too much about it. I was just happy to spend more time with him. A movie sounded fun, regardless of the quality. Well, it obviously would matter a little. Regardless, I get to hang out with him again.

We arrived at the shop and looked around for dinner tonight. The shop was decently big, but it didn't take long to find food. I bought a normal box of pepperoni pizza and a 2-litre bottle of diet soda. Luke agreed to share the drink and pizza but also bought himself a bottle of water and a small pack of sandwiches. He told me he usually bought these whenever he came here to buy himself food. I guess we'd be the same, I always bought cheap sandwiches here when I wanted them.

Luke offered to pay for the food, however, I told him I already had money on me, and I insisted I'd pay for all of it. We each left the shop; I was carrying a plastic bag holding all the food we had bought.

"What does your apartment look like?" Luke suddenly says, reminding me of the state of my apartment. It was messy at the moment, well, always messy. I wouldn't say it was a nice place to stay in, but it's cheap at least.

I worriedly answer back. "It's... decent. To be honest it's not the best place but I hope you're okay with four messy rooms and pizza boxes everywhere." I say, half joking.

"Hey don't worry. That's the basic description of my room." He replies. We laugh a little at our own jokes before it gets quiet again. "But really, what is your apartment like?"

"Well, I wasn't lying about the boxes. I-I'm not too good at cleaning up. Or well, I never get the motivation to clean. I suppose it's decent for now. Most of the time I just sit down on my sofa reading or using my laptop. It's not really a nice place. I-I'd understand if you didn't like it."

He makes me feel a little better about my messy apartment. "I really don't mind what it'll look like. I'm just happy to be able to spend time with you again."

His response made me feel a little flushed. We finally got back to my apartment. I rushed inside and quickly entered my room. It looked worse than I remembered. There were bins beside the degrading sofa, filled to the brim with empty soda bottles, microwaved food packets and a variety of pizza boxes, some still with leftover pizza slices inside. I felt Luke's arm fur brush up against me as he entered my apartment.

"Oh, nice place!" Luke exclaimed, carefully looking over my apartment. It surprised me but made me feel a little better, nonetheless. "It is a little messy, but I don't really mind." He was right; however, it didn't stop me from feeling embarrassed.

"Yeah... Sorry, but thanks." I said back, looking around the apartment hurriedly and nervously. Even the sink in the kitchen was filled with unclean dishes. The only decently clean room was my bedroom which I tidied up occasionally.

I decided to take Luke around my apartment, starting in the kitchen. Like before, the kitchen had a lot of unclean dishes. "This... This place is pretty messy." I say, laughing nervously. Luke chuckled back softly. He opened my fridge, looking slightly concerned at the complete lack of food in the fridge. There were a few cartons of milk and a few bottles of near-empty diet sodas but hardly any food at all.

"You don't have any food in the fridge?" Luke queried, looking up at me from his crouched stance.

"Ah, well, no. I usually just rely on delivery." I answered, brushing the fur on my arm in my paw.

Luke's expression changed to a tender, reassuring look. "Well, it's alright! We already bought things, and I'm willing to share if you need more." I hadn't really bought anything in a while, but his smile and reassuring look gave me a comfortable and warm feeling.

"Oh, thanks! You don't have to though. It's alright." I said back, just wanting to be kind.

"The offer still stands whenever!" He said in a joking tone, placing a smile on my face.

"Heh, still, thanks, man," I replied happily, taking a bottle of soda from the bag we brought the drinks and food in. "Oh yeah, do you want a drink?"

"Oh, sure. Thanks!" Luke accepted with a welcoming smile. I opened one of my white, bland cupboards and took out two clear glass cups and placed them on the counter, opening the bottle and filling our cups with soda. I mostly only ever drank from cans or bottles so most of my cups were clean, so that's handy.

Luke took hold of his own cup with his clawed paws and taking a small drink. "Thanks again, Sam."

"No problem, dude," I replied, a warm, nervous feeling arising in my chest.

Luke took quick notice of my nervous expression. "Are you alright, Sam? You look kinda worried."

I quickly realised I was almost blushing. "Oh! No, no, don't worry, I'm alright." Luke took another sip of his soda, nobody was really saying anything, so I decided to ask what I had been curious about for a while. "Oh yeah, what movie are we watching?"

"Apocalypse of the Damned: 2," Luke answered, in a frustrated tone. "I know it's awful, bad movie sequels, whatever. There wasn't really much of an option from where I rented it from." He finished, looking down with a disappointed expression. "Works as good background noise though!" Luke completes, recovering with a small half-joke.

"Anything is fine, even if it's an awful sequel," I reply, half-jokingly too.

"Absolutely," Luke says back, chuckling a little. "I wanted to check out your bedroom before we do anything." He asked, walking back from the Kitchen and gesturing for me to follow with a small wave.

"Oh, sure. That's okay." I followed Luke to my bedroom, walking past the messy table and placing our cups down to finish later. Luke and I opened the door to my room. The far curtains were drawn open, cold sunlight shun through the cracks in the blinds.

Luke glanced around my bedroom, taking in everything he saw. "Your room is a lot cleaner than the living room and the kitchen," Luke says, sitting down on my rose-coloured duvet.

Sitting beside him, I answered back, chuckling nervously "I guess I just clean here the most."

Luke chuckled back softly. "It's fine, I like it here." Luke softly and subtly inched his paw and brushed it against mine. I don't know if it was intentional, but it shot a single nervous tingle throughout my body for a moment. It felt nice and warm regardless.

"It's really nice!" Luke exclaimed. "It seems pretty big for one person though." He added on.

"I guess I just prefer it like this. It's more comfortable and has a lot more stretching space." I replied.

"Hah, alright, that's fine." He said, clutching the duvet in his paws. "Anyway, should we go watch the movie?" He continued, standing up from the bed.

I stood up too, replying "Oh, sure, alright." before heading out of the room with Luke back into the living room.

I went over and sat down on the sofa as Luke went and put the movie in a DVD player. Luke switched on the TV and as he came back to sit beside me, I changed the channel to play the movie. The movie played without much issue, besides the movie itself being expectedly bad. We spent about 10 minutes of it picking out any problems and plot holes we could notice before I thought of something we could do.

"Hey, Luke?" I asked, looking up to him sat beside me.

"Yeah, what's up?" He replied, looking back down to me.

"What if we asked questions to each other? I mean, to get to know each other better, I guess." I explained, a little nervous. He could just find the idea ridiculous, but I don't see why he would be the feeling was still there.

"Sure! Should I go first? I'm fine with whatever." He asked in return, lifting a little nervousness off my shoulders.

"Oh, well, if you'd want to," I answered.

"Okay, I've got something I've been curious about. What do you do usually in the week?" He questioned once more. I wasn't too sure how to answer him, I never really did anything at all. I slightly shuffled in my seat.

"Honestly not much. I just sit around on my laptop for most of the day or watch Netflix or whatever. I guess occasionally I go out to the shops to buy things but that's about it." I responded. Answering like this worried me a little, I hardly do anything so what I'm just, too lazy or pathetic for him. "Well, what about you?"

Luke smiled and replied. "That's fine. I usually just sit around on my PC, or I often go out to buy things or go out to that lake we visited together." Luke stated, crossing his arms peacefully. "Going out to restaurants or just going on walks is a nice thing to me but most of the time I'm just sat at home."

"Oh, alright then. Your week is a lot more interesting than mine." I responded, joking a little but trying maybe a bit too hard not to seem anxious that I hardly do anything.

I guess Luke notice my worrying as he put his softly furred paw on my shoulder. "Really, it's fine," Luke said with a carefree smile. "Mine's hardly that different anyway."

"Yeah, that's true," I replied, picking at the fur on my wrist tensely. "Well, uhm, what music do you like?"

"I guess just around, musical theatre things I suppose. Other than that, I can hardly tell because it's so, non-specific, I guess. I listen to slow or relaxing music. Not too sure how to explain it." He answered, ruffling with the long ends of his hair.

"Oh, I-I guess I'm the same. I just like whatever I can find that sounds good."

I responded back, a little distracted by how fluffy and thick looking his curled-up hair was.

"Hah, nice. I could probably introduce you to my favourite music artists." He said.

"Wait, like, in person?" I asked, a little confused.

"Pfft, obviously not. Though I wish it was like that." He responded.

"Oh, hah. Yeah. I, uhm." My slight smile fading as I remembered something important. Something had been pressing on my mind for a while, though as much as it worried me, I did really want to ask him about it.

"Oh, yeah-" I'm saying oh too much, aren't I? Oh right, it's not even my turn to ask a question.

Luke snaps me out of my anxiety with a quick and simple "Mm?" as I remember I actually have to finish my sentence.

"I, uhm, never mind. It's not my turn to ask." I quickly stumbled out, my hands clamming up.

"If you want to ask something, I'd be happy to listen."

"Oh, well, okay." I finally exhaled. "Is it okay if I ask a kind of personal question?"

"Sure, I'm okay with anything." Luke leant back, laying comfortably on the sofa as the sun had begun to set noticeably. Orange, darkening light filled the room.

I hesitated a moment before asking: "I think you told me I was your only friend yesterday. Is-Is that true?"

Luke sat there for a moment, considering his answer. "I- Yeah... I never had much opportunity to make friends. I didn't go out much and I was home-schooled for almost most of my childhood and in the last few years I did try public school, I didn't really know anyone to make friends." His answer made me regret my decision to ask, but he continued. "Because of all of that, I didn't really gather any social skills to make friends. To be honest, I was really nervous talking to you when we meant."

"Oh, uhm, sorry if that question bothered you." I apologised.

"Don't worry about it, it's alright. It doesn't bother me." He reassured me. "Well... I guess I'll ask the same if you're okay with it."

A quick, unnerving shiver went through me, but if he told me about himself, I guess he deserves an answer too. I shuffled uncomfortably in my seat, thinking about how to answer. "You don't have to answer if you don't want to," Luke added, to comfort me a little which did work.

"Well- I- Uhm-," It was hard to get the words out, it really wasn't a nice memory for me. "While... While I was in School, I never found myself too, well- I couldn't get along with the other children there. I liked so many unusual and weird things I guess nobody wanted anything to do with me. I got through school as, I guess, the quiet kid until it was the final few days of public school. I'd- uhm- I'd been gathering- uhm- S-Sorry..."

Luke sat for a moment before moving his paw to my upper back with a sympathetic expression, he gave me time to compose myself before I continued. "I guess I'd been... discovering things about myself and thought I was confident that I, well, I wasn't really *straight* anymore. I'd been gathering confidence to come out to my parents. On the last day I... I waited specifically, all day to find them in the same room and... I told them. I guess they didn't really like that. I-I was given enough time to find an apartment and they gave me rent money and still do but- uhm- I got kicked out pretty quickly." It really felt as if I was tearing up as my eyes felt wet and waves of sadness brushed through me as I said more. I tried to hold back and fight my tears, but it kept getting harder. "I, just- Now I live here and, I never felt like doing anything or going anywhere. I never spoke to anyone. I never made friends. It just feels like I was betrayed by the people who I guess are meant to be there for you. I-It's been about... two years since then and I just, I can't seem to get out of that puzzle because I don't know how, because I never learned..." Cold, wet tears had begun to fall down my face before I had even noticed. I brought my knees up to my damply furred face and buried myself in them.

I felt the hesitant feeling of Luke's dark, soft, warm and embracing paw interlock with my own free paw laying on the sofa. I trembled at the feeling of his paw, before just accepting it. "I guess I'm fine I live on my own, but I just wish they were there for me instead of just, forcing me to leave..." I spoke, unable to fight my tears anymore as I spoke into my knees.

Luke sat with a sympathetic yet pondering expression. The warm feeling of his paw made me feel safer. "Sam... I don't know what to say, but I'm here to listen. You can trust me." Luke said, letting his eyes meet to mine as I moved my head to look at him. Though looking into his eyes, he looked scared, or worried, but I don't think he really knew what to do or how to cheer me up.

I honestly still don't know why I'm telling him all of this. I guess I didn't have anyone to talk to for the longest time. Or maybe because of that, I didn't know how to take things slow and that I was bothering him. I think the former is better

There wasn't much else I could really say. I'd let out a lot of my emotions and all I could do now is sit with blurred vision and damp knees, tears strolling down my furred face.

"Hey, uhm, Sam?" I took my focus back towards Luke, keeping silence through sniffles.

To my surprise, Luke gently embraced me, pulling me onto him in a close hug. I was hesitant for a moment, before laying with him, embracing him back as tears slowly rolled down my face. My head laid against his soft, puffy chest. I held him tightly, making sure my chest spike was always to the side of him.

I looked up towards him, he looked back down at me. I could tell he was worried for me, even if he didn't know what to do. He cared about me. That's new to me, I didn't know what to do. It made me feel warm inside. The tears on my face didn't feel like much anymore. I could feel and hear his heartbeat, but it was weird, it was rhythmic along with mine. Gosh, that sounds so cliché, but it was true. The tears didn't mean much anymore, it was just us and that's all that I could focus on. The tears were drying now but still came down slowly.

I adjusted myself slightly, lifting myself up to him a little more, still holding him tightly as I rested a little under his chin. I could feel the dried tears on my face, but the warmth of him and the heart-warming feeling he gave me made me feel better inside.

I was laying a little to the side of him as to keep my chest spike from hurting him, though I felt him shuffle for a moment as he brought his face to meet mine. And, as if it was in the heat of the moment, he brought his lips to mine. Luke kissed me. He kissed me on the lips. And I didn't protest at all. I laid there with him; arms wrapped around each other comfortably laying on a ragged sofa with the welcoming moonlight beginning to shine through the half-open blinds to the outside world. Though that didn't matter, my world was centred around this moment.

I shut my eyes as our lips touched, bringing each other into a loving kiss. He lit up my world so suddenly. He'd been so kind to me like nobody else had. Only in a few days too. I knew it was ridiculous for us to do this only a few days in, but nothing else mattered to me.

I don't remember the kiss ending, all I remember was the moonlight shining into the room, the only light having made by the blue TV light we planned to watch a movie on.

I felt Luke's tall body against mine, his furry arms holding me close as I enjoyed the moment between us. And, finally, just as suddenly as it had started, I dozed off, lips connected with my only friend as he held me in his arms, and I held him in mine. The last and only other thing I could notice was the sound of our hearts together, beating together.